5 Things

5 things I wish I knew earlier.
ONE,
Small houses and small homes aren't the same.
When I sit in the backyard,
Haunted by the memories,
I realised I had a house to myself,
But no one to share my home.
I wish houses were smaller,
And homes bigger.
TWO,
There is no language for pain,
When my tears roll down,
In pain and exhaustion,
I often don't understand the language,
I don't need to.
But I feel the pain,
No language can ever win this crown.
THREE,
You're normal even if they don't accept you.
Often I see love come with barriers,
But how do I open them,
When the gates shout abnormal.
My friends aren't socially acceptable,
But they know how to love without discrimination.
FOUR,
There is no worst heartbreak.
Whenever the end feels near,
Something worse is hiding underneath,
There is no worst, only worse to come,
There is no best, but better to come.
FIVE,
The worst isn't always that bad.
In a middle of a nightmare,
Ir a furious rant,
There will be moments that make you,
Make you stronger than before,
Humble for yet more.
You have to play it coy,
And you learn to survive.

ONE, My house is a home
TWO, To a language of pain
THREE, sheltering those who've suffered
FOUR, preparing them for worst
FIVE, bringing out their strength.
ONE, My home
TWO, shares pain
THREE, Of socially unacceptable
FOUR, In their worst
FIVE, By being their home.